Mutual forgiveness of each vice. Such are the Gates of Paradise.
Innocence dwells with Wisdom, but never with ignorance.
Reason, or the ratio of all we have already known, is not the same that it shall be when we know more.
Then my verse I dishonor, my pictures despise, my person degrade and my temper chastise; and the pen is my terror, the pencil my shame; and my talents I bury, and dead is my fame.
There is no mistake so great as the mistake of not going on.
Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.